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The table lay in splinters all around the door and Sanzo was seething with a growing white-hot fury. Both the sutra and his gun had proved useless against the immovable wood and stone and his shoulders hurt from trying to break it down bodily. He had then transferred his attentions to Goku, knowing that the boy's raw strength that could break bones could easily break the door. However, after several attempts to shake the boy awake, all of which had failed, Sanzo had finally sunk down onto the bed lighting his last cigarette in resignation. He glanced to the other member of his party.
"Hakkai?"
**********Where am I now? I'm stood on a plain and its all orange and red. I'm crying out for help and I don't know why. Who am I anyway? I can see someone stood near me and I'm sure it's someone I know. I start to run towards him, holding my arms out, begging him to hold me and kiss me and I don't know why. He turns to me, his red eyes are shimmering – why are they red? - And he is smiling. He starts to move towards me and I swear I'm laughing. Our fingers brush and he is pulled away from me. I scream but it doesn't stop. He is dragged away by dark ropes. I summon blasts and fire them again and again but nothing happens. He calls to me in anguish, and as I run towards him, he bursts into flames. The fire catches his hair and clothes and he's so much pain. I have to save him. I have to save him. I have to.... I know who he is! Gojyo! **********
Sanzo had given up trying to snap Hakkai out of his delusions, which were becoming closer together now, and reverted to the tactic of simply stopping him from injuring himself during them. Hakkai was now huddled up tightly in a corner, his arms wrapped around his knees, rocking back and forth again. This attack was eerily quiet and Sanzo was concerned. The last attack had had the gentle brunette running at the stone walls, bloodying his nose, cutting his forehead, screaming about lovers and hurling abuse at people he thought he could see.
During this attack, Sanzo had pinioned him to the floor and slapped him sharply, frustrated that the oh-so- calm Hakkai could be acting this way. The slap returned Hakkai to his senses but left him looking bemused and distant. For a while he hadn't recognised anyone, until Sanzo had hit him again purely out of frustration than for any real use. Hakkai had then become sane and apologised profusely for his behaviour, but half an hour later, he had set off again.
"Not again." Sanzo hissed. "Hakkai?!" he demanded as Hakkai raised his head. His green eyes were unfocused and glassy again. Sanzo stood up in a defence position, ready to pin him down and slap him back to reality if he needed to again.
Hakkai stood up as if in a daze and turned to Sanzo who stared back, unwavering in his readiness to bring his companion down with force if need be. Hakkai then spun around sharply and clamped his hands over his ears, screwing up his eyes as if in pain. He gave a scream and staggered about, tearing off his bandanna and ripping it to pieces in his hands, suddenly opening his eyes. Tears shimmered in his darkened green eyes and he cried out again, completely wrapped up in hallucinations.
"Hakkai!" Yelled Sanzo crossly and moved forwards to catch the brunette's bloodstained shirt to restrain him. Hakkai let out a bloodcurdling yell and spun away from him, moving his body as if he was trying to avoid standing on the floor.
"I see it! Fire!" he hissed, finally sinking to his knees again and covering his face, sweat beads sparkled across his forehead. Sanzo went to him.
"Hakkai?" he asked, keeping his voice level, the brunette raised his head and stared at Sanzo, breaths heaving out of his body.
"They are going to burn him." He wheezed, his eyes wide with fear and terror; hot tears shimmering on his pale cheeks. "They are going to burn him." He repeated, Sanzo frowned, not really believing him.
"What the fuck? Hakkai, you have to snap out of this." He snapped and stepped forwards to grab his arm but Hakkai shoved him violently back on the bed landing on the insensate Goku.
"I'm going to open the door." He said simply, as if they had been doing nothing these last few hours. "Stand back and give me your lighter."
Sanzo stood back up, handed Hakkai the lighter and reached for his fan, ready to knock Hakkai out if he decided to set fire to himself or something equally stupid. The brunette walked towards the bed and picked up the glowing lamp. There was a murmur and Sanzo turned around. Goku was stirring; having a Sanzo thrown at him appeared to have done the trick. Hakkai stared at Goku then Sanzo.
"Protect him and yourself." He said, his voice seeming normal and even giving a reassuring smile.
Sanzo followed his orders with a grunt and yanked the stirring boy off the bed by his shirt, not wanting to gainsay someone who was talking like he was possessed. Hakkai was a usually a gentle soul, but he still had this dark streak that was reined in only by the three metal cuffs on his ear. Sanzo couldn't be wholly sure if Hakkai was going to stay sane enough to keep his limiter on. Sanzo just wasn't in the mood to deal with a demonic Hakkai right now; it was probably best just to humour him for now, at least until Sanzo was given a chance to act. Besides, with Hakkai's current irrationality taking him over, he might actually find a way of breaking the damn door down.
Sanzo watched in disbelief as Hakkai took the lamp and removed the glass bulb from it, not flinching at all at the feel of hot glass on his skin. He then held the flames of both the lamp and the lighter against the wood frame of the door and watched it catch and start to smoulder. It caught light remarkably quickly and Hakkai stood back watching wisps of smoke start to curl up, utterly hypnotised.
"Burning." He said calmly and turned back to Sanzo and Goku with smoke starting curl around him like claws. "This should work."
Sanzo frowned and kept a fist firmly entwined in Goku's shirt. The golden-eyed boy had opened his eyes by now and was staring at the burning door in horror.
"Hakkai!" shouted Sanzo, coughing on the acrid smoke and drawing his gun, fully prepared to aim a shot. Goku went to run to Hakkai but Sanzo yanked him back. "Don't move." He hissed.
"But Hakkai's gone mad..." Goku said plaintively, confused in his sleepiness as to what was going on. He started to cough on the smoke too.
"Damn you Hakkai, we're fucking choking!" snapped Sanzo.
Hakkai blinked; replaced the bulb on the flaming lamp, handed the lighter back to Sanzo and then went to the large water pitcher moving fluidly. The low flames cast an evil light on his face and his whole expression was normal, yet with this frightening blankness in his luminescent green eyes. He hoisted up the large pitcher above his head and walked back to burning door that was desperately attempting to spread to the whole building. Hakkai then hurled the stone pitcher at the door with little more than a grunt at the weight. There was a sickening crack as water filled stone hit the door at full force and the latch on the other side finally broke with a sickening snap. Sanzo growled, Goku shouted and the door finally creaked open a little, sending a sliver of light into the room. Hakkai turned back to them, a blackened hand held against his eye as if wondering why the monocle was there.
"It's not burning. I broke it." He said softly, and then his knees buckled.
Goku spurred forward and managed to catch him before he hit the floor. Sanzo followed and slapped Hakkai sharply across the face much to Goku's shock. Hell, it had worked before. As if to confirm Sanzo's hypothesis Hakkai opened his eyes again. They wavered madly and Hakkai drew in a deep breath as if fighting away a haze. He closed his eyes then opened them again and this time they were clear and lucid and filled with anger.
"They are going to burn Gojyo." He said matter-of-factly, running the backs of his fingers against the rapidly-appearing handprint on his face. "We have to save him."
Sanzo gave a curt nod, got up and walked to the door checking that the fire had gone out fully. He then landed a kick to the door, which made the stressed stone and smouldering wood give way completely. It crashed down to the floor and Sanzo drew his gun again with a satisfied grunt.
"Let's go and find that fucking kappa so I can blast his ass." He said, his previously forgotten fury flaring back up.
Goku hauled Hakkai completely to his feet and was relieved when the brunette gave him a friendly smile and managed to walk of his own accord. Hakkai never failed to surprise Goku with his abilities and Goku had a sneaking suspicion that Hakkai may even be stronger than him. Right now he just looked worried and Hakkai being worried was never a good thing.
"Where's Gojyo?" He asked, his golden eyes following Sanzo who was exiting the room along with dark wisps of smoke. Hakkai started to run and Goku followed him, still not sure what was really going on.
"I don't know, but we're going to rescue him."
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A/N: Another one goes by, my promise of happy ending looks a little bleak at the moment but it is one the way. The music recommendation this theme is Escaflowne, it's all good but the theme No Need For Promises is still good.Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and the people who have read my other three fics as well. ^_^
Disclaimer: the same old stuff
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The table lay in splinters all around the door and Sanzo was seething with a growing white-hot fury. Both the sutra and his gun had proved useless against the immovable wood and stone and his shoulders hurt from trying to break it down bodily. He had then transferred his attentions to Goku, knowing that the boy's raw strength that could break bones could easily break the door. However, after several attempts to shake the boy awake, all of which had failed, Sanzo had finally sunk down onto the bed lighting his last cigarette in resignation. He glanced to the other member of his party.
"Hakkai?"
**********Where am I now? I'm stood on a plain and its all orange and red. I'm crying out for help and I don't know why. Who am I anyway? I can see someone stood near me and I'm sure it's someone I know. I start to run towards him, holding my arms out, begging him to hold me and kiss me and I don't know why. He turns to me, his red eyes are shimmering – why are they red? - And he is smiling. He starts to move towards me and I swear I'm laughing. Our fingers brush and he is pulled away from me. I scream but it doesn't stop. He is dragged away by dark ropes. I summon blasts and fire them again and again but nothing happens. He calls to me in anguish, and as I run towards him, he bursts into flames. The fire catches his hair and clothes and he's so much pain. I have to save him. I have to save him. I have to.... I know who he is! Gojyo! **********
Sanzo had given up trying to snap Hakkai out of his delusions, which were becoming closer together now, and reverted to the tactic of simply stopping him from injuring himself during them. Hakkai was now huddled up tightly in a corner, his arms wrapped around his knees, rocking back and forth again. This attack was eerily quiet and Sanzo was concerned. The last attack had had the gentle brunette running at the stone walls, bloodying his nose, cutting his forehead, screaming about lovers and hurling abuse at people he thought he could see.
During this attack, Sanzo had pinioned him to the floor and slapped him sharply, frustrated that the oh-so- calm Hakkai could be acting this way. The slap returned Hakkai to his senses but left him looking bemused and distant. For a while he hadn't recognised anyone, until Sanzo had hit him again purely out of frustration than for any real use. Hakkai had then become sane and apologised profusely for his behaviour, but half an hour later, he had set off again.
"Not again." Sanzo hissed. "Hakkai?!" he demanded as Hakkai raised his head. His green eyes were unfocused and glassy again. Sanzo stood up in a defence position, ready to pin him down and slap him back to reality if he needed to again.
Hakkai stood up as if in a daze and turned to Sanzo who stared back, unwavering in his readiness to bring his companion down with force if need be. Hakkai then spun around sharply and clamped his hands over his ears, screwing up his eyes as if in pain. He gave a scream and staggered about, tearing off his bandanna and ripping it to pieces in his hands, suddenly opening his eyes. Tears shimmered in his darkened green eyes and he cried out again, completely wrapped up in hallucinations.
"Hakkai!" Yelled Sanzo crossly and moved forwards to catch the brunette's bloodstained shirt to restrain him. Hakkai let out a bloodcurdling yell and spun away from him, moving his body as if he was trying to avoid standing on the floor.
"I see it! Fire!" he hissed, finally sinking to his knees again and covering his face, sweat beads sparkled across his forehead. Sanzo went to him.
"Hakkai?" he asked, keeping his voice level, the brunette raised his head and stared at Sanzo, breaths heaving out of his body.
"They are going to burn him." He wheezed, his eyes wide with fear and terror; hot tears shimmering on his pale cheeks. "They are going to burn him." He repeated, Sanzo frowned, not really believing him.
"What the fuck? Hakkai, you have to snap out of this." He snapped and stepped forwards to grab his arm but Hakkai shoved him violently back on the bed landing on the insensate Goku.
"I'm going to open the door." He said simply, as if they had been doing nothing these last few hours. "Stand back and give me your lighter."
Sanzo stood back up, handed Hakkai the lighter and reached for his fan, ready to knock Hakkai out if he decided to set fire to himself or something equally stupid. The brunette walked towards the bed and picked up the glowing lamp. There was a murmur and Sanzo turned around. Goku was stirring; having a Sanzo thrown at him appeared to have done the trick. Hakkai stared at Goku then Sanzo.
"Protect him and yourself." He said, his voice seeming normal and even giving a reassuring smile.
Sanzo followed his orders with a grunt and yanked the stirring boy off the bed by his shirt, not wanting to gainsay someone who was talking like he was possessed. Hakkai was a usually a gentle soul, but he still had this dark streak that was reined in only by the three metal cuffs on his ear. Sanzo couldn't be wholly sure if Hakkai was going to stay sane enough to keep his limiter on. Sanzo just wasn't in the mood to deal with a demonic Hakkai right now; it was probably best just to humour him for now, at least until Sanzo was given a chance to act. Besides, with Hakkai's current irrationality taking him over, he might actually find a way of breaking the damn door down.
Sanzo watched in disbelief as Hakkai took the lamp and removed the glass bulb from it, not flinching at all at the feel of hot glass on his skin. He then held the flames of both the lamp and the lighter against the wood frame of the door and watched it catch and start to smoulder. It caught light remarkably quickly and Hakkai stood back watching wisps of smoke start to curl up, utterly hypnotised.
"Burning." He said calmly and turned back to Sanzo and Goku with smoke starting curl around him like claws. "This should work."
Sanzo frowned and kept a fist firmly entwined in Goku's shirt. The golden-eyed boy had opened his eyes by now and was staring at the burning door in horror.
"Hakkai!" shouted Sanzo, coughing on the acrid smoke and drawing his gun, fully prepared to aim a shot. Goku went to run to Hakkai but Sanzo yanked him back. "Don't move." He hissed.
"But Hakkai's gone mad..." Goku said plaintively, confused in his sleepiness as to what was going on. He started to cough on the smoke too.
"Damn you Hakkai, we're fucking choking!" snapped Sanzo.
Hakkai blinked; replaced the bulb on the flaming lamp, handed the lighter back to Sanzo and then went to the large water pitcher moving fluidly. The low flames cast an evil light on his face and his whole expression was normal, yet with this frightening blankness in his luminescent green eyes. He hoisted up the large pitcher above his head and walked back to burning door that was desperately attempting to spread to the whole building. Hakkai then hurled the stone pitcher at the door with little more than a grunt at the weight. There was a sickening crack as water filled stone hit the door at full force and the latch on the other side finally broke with a sickening snap. Sanzo growled, Goku shouted and the door finally creaked open a little, sending a sliver of light into the room. Hakkai turned back to them, a blackened hand held against his eye as if wondering why the monocle was there.
"It's not burning. I broke it." He said softly, and then his knees buckled.
Goku spurred forward and managed to catch him before he hit the floor. Sanzo followed and slapped Hakkai sharply across the face much to Goku's shock. Hell, it had worked before. As if to confirm Sanzo's hypothesis Hakkai opened his eyes again. They wavered madly and Hakkai drew in a deep breath as if fighting away a haze. He closed his eyes then opened them again and this time they were clear and lucid and filled with anger.
"They are going to burn Gojyo." He said matter-of-factly, running the backs of his fingers against the rapidly-appearing handprint on his face. "We have to save him."
Sanzo gave a curt nod, got up and walked to the door checking that the fire had gone out fully. He then landed a kick to the door, which made the stressed stone and smouldering wood give way completely. It crashed down to the floor and Sanzo drew his gun again with a satisfied grunt.
"Let's go and find that fucking kappa so I can blast his ass." He said, his previously forgotten fury flaring back up.
Goku hauled Hakkai completely to his feet and was relieved when the brunette gave him a friendly smile and managed to walk of his own accord. Hakkai never failed to surprise Goku with his abilities and Goku had a sneaking suspicion that Hakkai may even be stronger than him. Right now he just looked worried and Hakkai being worried was never a good thing.
"Where's Gojyo?" He asked, his golden eyes following Sanzo who was exiting the room along with dark wisps of smoke. Hakkai started to run and Goku followed him, still not sure what was really going on.
"I don't know, but we're going to rescue him."
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A/N: Another one goes by, my promise of happy ending looks a little bleak at the moment but it is one the way. The music recommendation this theme is Escaflowne, it's all good but the theme No Need For Promises is still good.Thanks to everyone who has reviewed and the people who have read my other three fics as well. ^_^